Immortal Father
Chapter 727 - 727 254 Heavenly Dao Bestows Merit

727: Chapter 254 Heavenly Dao Bestows Merit 727: Chapter 254 Heavenly Dao Bestows Merit The shadow of the departing Guiding Divine Banner was reflected in Li Ping’an’s eyes.

Our high-level experts who had besieged it, the treasures that had been struck, all had been swept away by the Qibao Mi Tree.

At this moment there were no serious consequences, only that for a few breaths’ time they could not recover their ability to move.

One by one, members of the Witch Clan fell from the sky.

Li Ping’an could vaguely see that within the Guiding Divine Banner, the corpse of the Ancestral Witch Xuan Ming was burning furiously, not extinguished in the slightest despite the repeated bombardment with beams of golden light.

Xuan Ming was dead.

She died within the Guiding Divine Banner, her self-immolation of the divine soul declaring the Witch Clan’s will to never surrender, even in death.

The two Sect Leaders of the Western Sect fled with their Innate Spiritual Treasures, while the fierce demons and several disciples of the Western Sect, under the protection of the Qibao Mi Tree, each escaped.

This brief yet extremely brutal Magical Combat concluded with the Western Sect gaining nothing for their efforts.

But…

Li Ping’an didn’t feel any joy for some reason.

He closed his eyes, the image of Xuan Ming’s burning corpse surfacing in his mind.

Great swathes of dark clouds appeared in the Northern Continent’s sky, the rain washing away the miasma and eroding the already battered earth’s surface.

The battle witches pursued their enemies over a great distance, then knelt on the ground weeping powerlessly.

Houtu, having completed the demonic exorcism, barely stood looking towards the horizon, chanting ancient prayers under her breath.

The Lingxiao Palace beneath Li Ping’an transformed into a divine light and re-entered his body; signs of petrification appeared on his right leg.

Just as his figure was about to fall, Qing Su reached out to hold him.

“Master, I’m fine.”

Li Ping’an immediately said, his voice pausing for a moment before he added:

“This is a backlash from forcibly using the power of the Heavenly Dao; I’ll recover in a few decades.

It’s because I just now used the Lingxiao Palace to suppress the Demonic Qi…

The Ancestral Witch Xuan Ming…

is dead.”

Qing Su softly asked, “Was she killed by the Guiding Divine Banner?”

“No, she took her own life.”

Li Ping’an spoke in a low voice:

“I don’t quite understand…

I’m…

I’m fine, maybe I’m overthinking it.”

Qing Su didn’t ask any further, only stood by him, raising her hand to tidy up his somewhat disheveled hair.

In the forest, figures from the Witch Clan hurried back to the side of Houtu.

The Precept Teaching Immortals also gathered towards Li Ping’an.

There weren’t many injured among the Preceptors of Chan Teaching, Guang Chengzi had a scratch on his arm, Immortal Yuding was forced to vomit blood by the rush of Spiritual Power from a great formation, and the immortals had used up a great deal of Mana, with Yun Zhongzi losing over a dozen Spiritual Treasures.

Li Ping’an gathered his spirits, greeting and thanking each of them in turn.

Houtu’s true form gradually shrank and disappeared, transforming back into that woman in white robes.

Facing the gathering Witch Clan, she was at a loss for words for a moment.

The battle witches bowed their heads and wailed.

“Our ancestor, Ancestral Witch Xuan Ming has died in battle!”

“Ancestral Witch Xuan Ming died in battle to save us!”

“Sigh…”

Houtu spoke softly: “The Western Sect forced Xuan Ming to her death, we must not forget this vengeance.

Return to your tribes and do not let the demons of the West harm our clansmen again.”

The battle witches bowed their heads in salute, then turned and flew away hastily.

Long howls echoed through the forest.

Curses at the Western Sect were heard without end, and more than one battle witch swore to shatter Mount Ling.

The Witch Clan had never hated a power so intensely, not even the Heavenly Court of old; when they fought, they did so honorably, and if they won, they did so honorably.

Even when Chiyou lost to the Yellow Emperor back then, they simply attributed it to ill fortune, that fate was beyond their control.

Only today, facing the Western Sect, did the witches seethe with intense hatred.

A mound of earth rose beneath Houtu, slowly lifting her into the air.

She approached Li Ping’an and the other immortals, bowing her head to Li Ping’an.

“Houtu thanks Your Majesty for your assistance.”

“Please take care, Dao friend.”

Li Ping’an spoke softly:

“Every time, I expect the Western Sect to act without any limits, but each time they exceed my expectations.

It’s always me who hasn’t prepared thoroughly enough.”

“The Western power is vast, and the Taoist Sect faces many ordeals.

Your willingness to help the Witch Clan is already a great fortune for us.”

Houtu spoke softly:

“I ask that Your Majesty not blame yourself.

Is your Dao Body unscathed?”

“It’s just a backlash from the force of the Heavenly Dao, nothing serious.”

As soon as Li Ping’an finished speaking, his Dao heart trembled slightly, and he instinctively looked up.

Immortal Huanglong asked in puzzlement, “Why is there a rainbow in the sky?”

All the immortals looked up and saw a rainbow-colored auspicious cloud slowly descending from high above.

At the same time, Li Ping’an heard several calls by his ear, and a beam of light fell from the auspicious cloud, enveloping his body and gently pulling him up into the cloud.

“Eh?” Dazhi smiled and said, “Are you ascending?”

Qing Su tried to follow, but was gently pushed back by the colorful twilight.

Li Ping’an spoke seriously: “Everyone, please be at ease.

The Heavenly Dao is about to bestow merit, so please be ready.”

With that, he looked up, and his figure quickly accelerated, entering the midst of the auspicious cloud.

In an instant, many eyes from heaven and earth turned toward this place.

Inside the Holy Mother Palace, the Holy Mother, having just returned from defeating Zhunti, couldn’t help but let out a light gasp;

In the Western Kunlun Secret Realm, the previous hesitant Queen Mother, who ultimately didn’t act against the swiftly retreating Western Sect, now frowned at the Kunlun Magic Mirror in her hand.

Above the ninth heaven, an old Daoist in a thatched hut let out an unpleasant yet genuine smile.

Inside the Azure Wander Palace, the Tongtian Sect Leader, having just finished his bath and indolently stretching with the Green Duckweed Sword in hand, scratching his back, casually opened a Cloud Mirror.

“What’s going on now?”

In the Northern Continent Witch Territory.

The immortals, witnessing such a sight for the first time, looked at each other with curiosity and amazement.

The godlike Fenghou said with a smile: “I have heard that the Ancient Heavenly Court had a Secret Technique to help the powerful break through; could this be a result of that?”

Immortal Huanglong said gravely: “Will the Western Sect come back to attack?”

“Their minor Sect Leader was beaten by the Holy Mother, their Great Sect Leader’s Spiritual Treasure was broken by the Witch Clan; if they still have the face to come back, then our master will surely split them apart with the Pangu Banner.”